Trip Start Nov 10, 2007
134Trip End Nov 15, 2009
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I rented a car when I arrived at JFK and drove the familiar route to New Haven. I realized that I hadn't flown in or out of JFK since my dad died in 1979! But all the names were pretty familiar and the World's Fair Globe is still there...amazing really how little has changed. I found a hotel in Milford and called my friend Chris who had no idea I was in the area which was kind of fun. We made plans to meet at his place in Bethany the following day.
Chris and I last saw each other when he was living in Ohio around 1993. Before that was when he was working as a roadie for Rick Derringer and came through Denver in 1980. So it's been a while but we were buds as little kids and shared our first cigarette (we were 6 & 8!!!) and we skipped school for the first time together when I was in 4th grade and he in 2nd. Later we were known to down a few G&T's together. We skipped the G&T's this time and stuck with wine and had a good time catching up. I also met his wife Carol and we all had a good time together at their beautiful place.
The next day I took a drive past several of the houses I had lived in. My parents had a propensity for moving around a lot (apple doesn't fall far from the tree...) so there were quite a few places and I didn't get to them all. It was raining hard most of the day as well so I didn't feel like driving all the way to the summer house for instance...but I did go to the 3 houses in New Haven and then drove route 146 along the shore to Guilford. That drive especially was very healing for me. My first view of the water really affected me. It's not the ocean, it's Long Island Sound, but I had forgotten how pretty it was with rocky islets, beaches, cottages and grand mansions, and, closer to Guilford, rich wetlands. And the town of Guilford is a picturesque New England village. Being there helped block out the negative and reminded me of the many very good times I had there exploring the woods and the shore with my friends.
Despite the moving around, I always say I grew up on Canner Street in New Haven because that's where we lived the longest (from 2nd until 9th grade). Three houses down was the Snyder family - I was friends with Chris as well as his sister Nancy (whom I saw in LA 3 years ago). Their parents, Dick & Kerry, uh, Mr. & Mrs. Snyder, were friends of my parents and on Thursday evening I had dinner with them and it was great to see them after so long. It is very interesting after years of memories - good and bad - to visit with these friends, enjoy their company and appreciate their friendship with my parents as well as the influence they had in my life. And to be in their house again where I spent a lot of my time in the pool, in the attic, and watching TV - they had NBC!